Chapter 99 Leiren Poetry Appreciation
The young and the young leave home and the eldest returns, the local accent remains unchanged, and the mane hair declines.
The children met each other and did not know each other. They laughed and asked where did the guests come from?
Young master, I caused trouble in my hometown and was forced to run away from home.My boss went back and vented his anger on me, Seeing those people chirping, they don't know how to repent and don't say anything, even their mane hairs look bad. The most irritating one is a brat surnamed Tong who doesn't know my boss. I thought my boss was a fat sheep, so I jokingly asked him where he came from, and planned to kill him ruthlessly.
Alone as a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my relatives every festive season. Knowing that the brother ascended the high place, there was only one less person who planted dogwood everywhere.
I travel alone with a group, and people know that I am a foreigner when I am out of town. Every time the owner of the festival supermarket sees me, he is as enthusiastic as seeing his relatives, but as long as I buy his things, he will double the price for me several times. Some brothers in the same group vaguely knew that I was unhappy going out alone, so they invited a group of virgins to climb the mountain together. There might be some activity going on on the mountain, planting dogwood all over the mountain, disturbing the sight and hearing, and counting the number of people after going down the mountain, one of them got lost.
After a hard encounter, there are few stars around. The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is blowing, and the life experience is ups and downs and the rain beats the flats. Anxious beachheads say fear, and sigh alone in the ocean. Since ancient times, no one has died in life, and he has kept his heart to reflect the history.
Ever since I got the "Yi Jin Jing", my life has been very hard. People who use halberds come to me to fight all day long.There is a guy named Liao Luo who is a master, and every time he comes, his body seems to be shining with stars.The mountain behind my house and the river in front of the mountain were besieged with bloody mildew, which left them in tatters. As for the quilts and pillows in my house, not to mention, the cotton wool was picked up. Floating with the wind.I didn't dare to stay at home, and wandered alone in the rivers and lakes, thinking about going out into the world, but when I was on the boat, it rained, and the rain hit Xiao Pingping who was punting the boat hard.Such a frightening thing happened, even if I didn't say it, I was still terrified. I came all the way to Lingdingyang, thinking about these past events, and lamenting why my fate is so lonely.Since ancient times, no one born from the mother's womb is immortal, you guys kill it if you want, save my heart that can make elixirs, take it out, and take care of whether the sweat on my body is mine. People also turned blue.
Huafa is looking for spring and is happy to see plum blossoms, and a snow piled up on the road. Nanmo, Fengcheng recalls his past years, and it is difficult for Xiangyao to come with the post envoy.
Fa Xiaohuazi was looking for spring to drink flower wine. He was very happy at first, but when he went out, he saw Xiaomei. Xiaomei stood on the side of the road like a tree, the cream on her face seemed to be piled up layer by layer, and it looked like she had applied too much. I remember that when they were still in the southern suburbs of Fengcheng, they were still strangers. Every time I see Xiaomei, I can smell a faint fragrance, which makes it hard not to follow her.And now, when you get to the hotel, give her a call, and she will come... May I ask Jiang Shangliu, who is Qingqing for?Travel to yesterday's place in the air, but don't see yesterday's people. Wandering around Wanjiajing, traveling in and out of horses and horses.It is impossible to know each other without knowing each other.
I borrowed some money and left by boat. When I saw the willow trees by the river, I couldn't help but think of Miss Qingqing.Qingqing, you think about spring all day long, if it's not me, then who is it? Yesterday I went around the place where I was dating Qingqing again, but I didn't see a single person. Looking at the river from a distance now, strips of mist are scurrying around the well of the rich man in Wanjiazhuang. Looking carefully, it turns out that it is not mist, but dust raised by the passing carriages. I was a little confused in my heart, not sure if the date with Qingqing yesterday was a dream, if it was a dream, why do I miss the kiss with Qingqing so much in my heart?
The cool wind blows far away, making me rise up the platform.Rather know that the clouds are not from the old mountains. The old man is far away, but the long-term guest has not returned.When the geese come, they can't read the book, so they send a mournful voice in the air.
A gust of cold wind blowing in the distance brought a certain idea, which prompted me to perform the light body technique and rise to the high platform. After I calmed down and felt it carefully, I realized that the few clouds that came with the wind did not come from the mountain in my old memory. Those old friends of mine are all far apart now, and some even went to Haijiao Tianya, lived in a foreign land for so long, there may be some special reasons why they didn't come back. Every time a wild goose flies by, I look at it eagerly, thinking that it has brought me a letter from afar, but I am extremely disappointed every time.Only Wukong once sent me an audio letter with sound; I don’t know what happened to him, and I can’t hear what he said, only I heard him screaming very sadly...
I think of immortals, but in the eastern corner of the blue sea. The sea is cold and windy, and the white waves and mountains are pouring down the pot. The long whale spouts are untouchable, soothing the heart with tears like beads. The blue bird comes from the west and flies to the east. I would like to send a book to thank Magu.
The fairy I miss so much, you and your grandma are now at the place where the sun rises above the sea. The wind on the sea is quite cold, and the rows of waves are as rough as a hill. It will be troublesome if you push down the teapot made of the roots of the two trees. The two of you should hide when the long-bodied, stick-bone whale spouts water, or you two will be so frightened that your heart is pounding, and you are covering your chest with your hands, and splashing water on your face, looking at the tears like pearls! of. A blue bird flew over from the west. I asked it to deliver a letter to Magu. Our family has something to do with it. I ask Magu to take care of you two. Thank you in advance.
Longban Gao Wuji recruited people to look at the hometown.Don't go to the water off the river, the chasai will be broken and return to the intestines. The horse is a thousand-year-old tree, and the Jing hangs the September frost.Weeping together all the time, all for the King of Qin.
Longban is a big place, so high that you can't see the side. My group of workers recruited by the contractor saw it one by one, and thought they had returned to their hometown in the mountains. Don’t go to the Guan River on the side of the mountain to drink water if you’re thirsty, because the river is full of sand. If you drink the water there, the sand in your intestines will start to make trouble before you return to the work shed, making you feel sick. I feel like my intestines are broken. There is a tree next to my work shed that has lived for at least a thousand years, and the trunk is really thick.The foreman's Hummer was parked under the tree; the foreman said, the big tree must be protected well, the trunk will not fall if the tree is there, and the sand will not hit his car when the wind blows.Damn, this is the first time I've heard that there is such a strange relationship between protected trees and protected cars.In order to show the organization of my group of workers, the foreman also hung a flag.It was a red flag. It used to be a red flag. It has been around for a long time, but now it looks like it has been covered with a layer of September frost, and it is white. From the time I came to this place, my group of workers often cried until their voice became hoarse, and they couldn't cry, and couldn't even swallow their meals.The foreman is not a human being, so hard-working Lao Wang is actually exhausted to death, the foreman doesn't care if he doesn't ask, I feel sad for Lao Wang.
There are no horses stationed here, and the wheels are still running at night.Therefore, the grass on the roadside is less than the dust on the clothes.
There is really no way to stay in this place. Look at those horses. At night, they all run to the middle of the road, running round and round, turning the ground into a big wheel, and they don’t stop until midnight. . In a place where people live, it doesn't matter if there is a little grass on the side of the road. It's refreshing to have grass as a neighbor.But the grass is pitifully scarce, the air is full of dust, and the dirty clothes that fall on it, I really can't stand the old head.
My concubine lives in the south of Yuecheng, and I can't bear to live away.Picking flowers to startle birds, picking leaves to feed spring silkworms. Lazily knotting dogwood belts, worrying about tortoiseshell hairpins.The courtiers were all thin, and the sun was setting in the blue river pool.
Little girl, I live in the southern suburb of Yuecheng. In the evening, my boyfriend left the hut where we lived and went out secretly.He didn't take me out together, I was very angry, and I lay on the bed alone, recalling the unsightly things I had with him in bed, and I wasn't angry with him anymore. When dawn came the next day, he pretended to be a flower picker and sneaked into the bedroom, scaring away the birds on the tree outside the house.He stripped off my clothes as easily as picking leaves from a tree, and fed a piece of cloth like a spring silkworm into my mouth to keep me from making a sound. He may have returned from sweeping the grave with dogwood.He tied me up with dogwood and languidly tied a knot.Seeing that I didn't like his tricks very much, he was so worried that he thought about it, and finally he took out a tortoiseshell hairpin from his pocket to make me happy. I won’t talk about the detailed process, but in short, he treated me well, serving me like an ancient minister treated the emperor. In the end, maybe my eyes were a little blurred, and I lost weight watching him.It's no wonder, we spent a whole day hanging out this time, and when we opened the window again, night had already fallen.Under the night, the pool formed by the converging water of the river shone with a dark green gleam, which looked very soft.
Young master, I caused trouble in my hometown and was forced to run away from home.My boss went back and vented his anger on me, Seeing those people chirping, they don't know how to repent and don't say anything, even their mane hairs look bad. The most irritating one is a brat surnamed Tong who doesn't know my boss. I thought my boss was a fat sheep, so I jokingly asked him where he came from, and planned to kill him ruthlessly.
Alone as a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my relatives every festive season. Knowing that the brother ascended the high place, there was only one less person who planted dogwood everywhere.
I travel alone with a group, and people know that I am a foreigner when I am out of town. Every time the owner of the festival supermarket sees me, he is as enthusiastic as seeing his relatives, but as long as I buy his things, he will double the price for me several times. Some brothers in the same group vaguely knew that I was unhappy going out alone, so they invited a group of virgins to climb the mountain together. There might be some activity going on on the mountain, planting dogwood all over the mountain, disturbing the sight and hearing, and counting the number of people after going down the mountain, one of them got lost.
After a hard encounter, there are few stars around. The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is blowing, and the life experience is ups and downs and the rain beats the flats. Anxious beachheads say fear, and sigh alone in the ocean. Since ancient times, no one has died in life, and he has kept his heart to reflect the history.
Ever since I got the "Yi Jin Jing", my life has been very hard. People who use halberds come to me to fight all day long.There is a guy named Liao Luo who is a master, and every time he comes, his body seems to be shining with stars.The mountain behind my house and the river in front of the mountain were besieged with bloody mildew, which left them in tatters. As for the quilts and pillows in my house, not to mention, the cotton wool was picked up. Floating with the wind.I didn't dare to stay at home, and wandered alone in the rivers and lakes, thinking about going out into the world, but when I was on the boat, it rained, and the rain hit Xiao Pingping who was punting the boat hard.Such a frightening thing happened, even if I didn't say it, I was still terrified. I came all the way to Lingdingyang, thinking about these past events, and lamenting why my fate is so lonely.Since ancient times, no one born from the mother's womb is immortal, you guys kill it if you want, save my heart that can make elixirs, take it out, and take care of whether the sweat on my body is mine. People also turned blue.
Huafa is looking for spring and is happy to see plum blossoms, and a snow piled up on the road. Nanmo, Fengcheng recalls his past years, and it is difficult for Xiangyao to come with the post envoy.
Fa Xiaohuazi was looking for spring to drink flower wine. He was very happy at first, but when he went out, he saw Xiaomei. Xiaomei stood on the side of the road like a tree, the cream on her face seemed to be piled up layer by layer, and it looked like she had applied too much. I remember that when they were still in the southern suburbs of Fengcheng, they were still strangers. Every time I see Xiaomei, I can smell a faint fragrance, which makes it hard not to follow her.And now, when you get to the hotel, give her a call, and she will come... May I ask Jiang Shangliu, who is Qingqing for?Travel to yesterday's place in the air, but don't see yesterday's people. Wandering around Wanjiajing, traveling in and out of horses and horses.It is impossible to know each other without knowing each other.
I borrowed some money and left by boat. When I saw the willow trees by the river, I couldn't help but think of Miss Qingqing.Qingqing, you think about spring all day long, if it's not me, then who is it? Yesterday I went around the place where I was dating Qingqing again, but I didn't see a single person. Looking at the river from a distance now, strips of mist are scurrying around the well of the rich man in Wanjiazhuang. Looking carefully, it turns out that it is not mist, but dust raised by the passing carriages. I was a little confused in my heart, not sure if the date with Qingqing yesterday was a dream, if it was a dream, why do I miss the kiss with Qingqing so much in my heart?
The cool wind blows far away, making me rise up the platform.Rather know that the clouds are not from the old mountains. The old man is far away, but the long-term guest has not returned.When the geese come, they can't read the book, so they send a mournful voice in the air.
A gust of cold wind blowing in the distance brought a certain idea, which prompted me to perform the light body technique and rise to the high platform. After I calmed down and felt it carefully, I realized that the few clouds that came with the wind did not come from the mountain in my old memory. Those old friends of mine are all far apart now, and some even went to Haijiao Tianya, lived in a foreign land for so long, there may be some special reasons why they didn't come back. Every time a wild goose flies by, I look at it eagerly, thinking that it has brought me a letter from afar, but I am extremely disappointed every time.Only Wukong once sent me an audio letter with sound; I don’t know what happened to him, and I can’t hear what he said, only I heard him screaming very sadly...
I think of immortals, but in the eastern corner of the blue sea. The sea is cold and windy, and the white waves and mountains are pouring down the pot. The long whale spouts are untouchable, soothing the heart with tears like beads. The blue bird comes from the west and flies to the east. I would like to send a book to thank Magu.
The fairy I miss so much, you and your grandma are now at the place where the sun rises above the sea. The wind on the sea is quite cold, and the rows of waves are as rough as a hill. It will be troublesome if you push down the teapot made of the roots of the two trees. The two of you should hide when the long-bodied, stick-bone whale spouts water, or you two will be so frightened that your heart is pounding, and you are covering your chest with your hands, and splashing water on your face, looking at the tears like pearls! of. A blue bird flew over from the west. I asked it to deliver a letter to Magu. Our family has something to do with it. I ask Magu to take care of you two. Thank you in advance.
Longban Gao Wuji recruited people to look at the hometown.Don't go to the water off the river, the chasai will be broken and return to the intestines. The horse is a thousand-year-old tree, and the Jing hangs the September frost.Weeping together all the time, all for the King of Qin.
Longban is a big place, so high that you can't see the side. My group of workers recruited by the contractor saw it one by one, and thought they had returned to their hometown in the mountains. Don’t go to the Guan River on the side of the mountain to drink water if you’re thirsty, because the river is full of sand. If you drink the water there, the sand in your intestines will start to make trouble before you return to the work shed, making you feel sick. I feel like my intestines are broken. There is a tree next to my work shed that has lived for at least a thousand years, and the trunk is really thick.The foreman's Hummer was parked under the tree; the foreman said, the big tree must be protected well, the trunk will not fall if the tree is there, and the sand will not hit his car when the wind blows.Damn, this is the first time I've heard that there is such a strange relationship between protected trees and protected cars.In order to show the organization of my group of workers, the foreman also hung a flag.It was a red flag. It used to be a red flag. It has been around for a long time, but now it looks like it has been covered with a layer of September frost, and it is white. From the time I came to this place, my group of workers often cried until their voice became hoarse, and they couldn't cry, and couldn't even swallow their meals.The foreman is not a human being, so hard-working Lao Wang is actually exhausted to death, the foreman doesn't care if he doesn't ask, I feel sad for Lao Wang.
There are no horses stationed here, and the wheels are still running at night.Therefore, the grass on the roadside is less than the dust on the clothes.
There is really no way to stay in this place. Look at those horses. At night, they all run to the middle of the road, running round and round, turning the ground into a big wheel, and they don’t stop until midnight. . In a place where people live, it doesn't matter if there is a little grass on the side of the road. It's refreshing to have grass as a neighbor.But the grass is pitifully scarce, the air is full of dust, and the dirty clothes that fall on it, I really can't stand the old head.
My concubine lives in the south of Yuecheng, and I can't bear to live away.Picking flowers to startle birds, picking leaves to feed spring silkworms. Lazily knotting dogwood belts, worrying about tortoiseshell hairpins.The courtiers were all thin, and the sun was setting in the blue river pool.
Little girl, I live in the southern suburb of Yuecheng. In the evening, my boyfriend left the hut where we lived and went out secretly.He didn't take me out together, I was very angry, and I lay on the bed alone, recalling the unsightly things I had with him in bed, and I wasn't angry with him anymore. When dawn came the next day, he pretended to be a flower picker and sneaked into the bedroom, scaring away the birds on the tree outside the house.He stripped off my clothes as easily as picking leaves from a tree, and fed a piece of cloth like a spring silkworm into my mouth to keep me from making a sound. He may have returned from sweeping the grave with dogwood.He tied me up with dogwood and languidly tied a knot.Seeing that I didn't like his tricks very much, he was so worried that he thought about it, and finally he took out a tortoiseshell hairpin from his pocket to make me happy. I won’t talk about the detailed process, but in short, he treated me well, serving me like an ancient minister treated the emperor. In the end, maybe my eyes were a little blurred, and I lost weight watching him.It's no wonder, we spent a whole day hanging out this time, and when we opened the window again, night had already fallen.Under the night, the pool formed by the converging water of the river shone with a dark green gleam, which looked very soft.